Because the section of the Fenghuangzui River is relatively remote, there are no bright lights on both sides of the river.

At this moment, the surface of the river was pitch black, and it seemed that a layer of hazy mist was shrouded.

However, through the window, I saw a huge dark blue fireball churning in the black and oppressive river.

The fireball was as big as a millstone, about two-thirds of it floated on the water, constantly churning and rolling. The blue flame reflects the surface of the water, like magic, which makes people feel both breathtaking and strange.

"No, this fireball is not a good way......"

I muttered, vaguely feeling that the strange dream just now might have something to do with the wonders of the river.

I wanted to go to the blind man and the others, but as soon as I turned around, my eyes suddenly went dark, and I lost consciousness completely......

"Bang bang bang!"

"Wow!"

I don't know how long it took for the sound of a knock on the door and a dog barking at the same time, and I woke up, and I rolled my eyes to look left and right, only to realize that I was lying on the floor of the room.

When I wanted to open the door, I felt that my whole body was sore and weak, and my head was like a lead lump, heavy and painful.

"Woe, are you alright? Are you up? Dou Dabao asked outside.

"It's fine!" I struggled to get up, went over and opened the door, walked over to the bed, and threw myself back on.

Dou Dabao walked in and stared at me with round eyes: "Damn, why is your face so ugly?" Are you sick? ”

I leaned on the bed and shook my head: "No...... It's okay, I drank too much yesterday. ”

I suddenly remembered the situation before I fell unconscious last night, and I hurriedly said, "What's on my door?"

Dou Dabao scratched his head: "What's there?" ”

As he spoke, he walked over and left the door completely open, looked up and down, and looked at me with a confused expression.

I turned my head to see that there was no scratch on the door except for the room number.

Could it be last night...... Later, it was only part of the dream?

I asked Dou Dabao what happened after last night.

Dou Dabao frowned slightly, and said that Monk Jinghai didn't know what kind of madness he had, so he poured me to drink and didn't let me eat.

I was drunk and unconscious, and it was he who carried me back to my room.

I asked him if he noticed anything wrong last night.

Dou Dabao shook his head, "I also drank a lot last night, and slept until dawn." ”

After taking a shower, my body finally relaxed.

When they came to the dining room, Sang Lan's family was already having breakfast, and Jinghai was also there, but they didn't see the blind man and Duan Jiayin.

"Simao and the blind man Bing went out early in the morning, saying that they were going to visit the Ghost Country Shrine." Dou Dabao said.

Sang Lan's mother, the woman, hesitated, and came over and said:

"Xu Qiu, you should be uncomfortable after drinking so much wine last night, right? Hurry up and sit down, I'll help you serve a bowl of porridge. ”

"I'll do it myself." I say.

Remembering last night's dream, I smiled at her: "You will ...... Let's call me Xiaofu. ”

The woman was stunned, then showed a complicated expression, and tears faintly flashed in her eyes.

Last night's dream was strange, but it wasn't a good thing for me.

I've come to know that there are some things, some people that I can't run away from if I want to.

It wasn't until the evening that the blind man and Duan Jiayin came back from outside.

When I was having dinner, Duan Jiayin stopped me again and didn't let me serve dinner.

Dou Dabao finally couldn't help but ask: "Sister Simao, why don't you let the calamity eat?" Do you want to help him lose weight? ”

Duan Jiayin shook his head and did not speak.

Jing Hai rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't drink it last night, let's ...... today."

"Go aside!" Before he could finish speaking, I waved my hand again and again.

Duan Jiayin didn't let me eat, there must be a reason, although the old monk chattered, most of them guessed what she meant.

It's okay to skip a meal, but if I want to drink again and break it up like last night, then I really can't stand it.

Dou Dabao suddenly said: "This Zhao Qi has a good body, he and the woman haven't been out of the house for a day." ”

He leaned his head on the table, lowered his voice, and said:

"You say, does Lao Zhao really have a leg with Boss Du's wife? Or do they pretend to be husband and wife to come here for another purpose, and then they can't help it, and they really do it, and they really have a leg? They hadn't been out of the house for a day. ”

"I think it's the second one." The blind man stretched out two fingers and hooked them.

"Heroes see the same thing." Dou Dabao slapped the table and said: "And the little white-collar worker who was 'picked up' by that ruffian last night, she hasn't shown up for a day, listening to her words, it seems that she was dumped by her boyfriend, she shouldn't think about committing suicide......

The innkeeper happened to walk in, put the food on the table and said, "Don't think about it, I let my lover go to see it, and the girl is so drunk that she can't get out of bed in the dark." I made a stomach-warming fish soup and asked my wife to send her to the house. ”

"You have a good conscience." Jinghai smacked his lips.

"That's a child, it's normal not to think about it. Who hasn't been younger? The innkeeper glanced at him and walked over to Sang Lan's table.

"Kid? Hehe, I'm afraid it's a terrible child. Jinghai lowered his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The phone on the table vibrated and my heart jumped for no reason.

When I picked it up and clicked on it, it turned out to be a text message from the mysterious number.

The content is: Phoenix Mouth Weimin Hostel.

Weimin Hostel? Isn't that the hotel we have now?

I don't know what the purpose of this mysterious man is, but it's clear that he's guiding me where to go.

It's just that this time, there is Duan Jiayin, the goddess, who is leading the way, and his information came a step late.

I didn't try to communicate with him again, ate a few more bites of food, drank two beers, and went back to my room.

When he opened the door, the meat floss at his feet suddenly screamed.

When I looked down, I saw a paper folded frog on the floor.

I exited the door, stepped down the hallway, and looked in both directions.

The blind man was still ahead, and there was no movement in the other rooms.

I walked back to my room, picked up the paper frog, and closed the door.

Seeing that the paper frog had pen strokes on it, I quickly took the 'frog' apart.

When I saw the above content clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned.

It's a hand-drawn floor plan!

When I saw the marked handwriting, my heart slammed.

This is Zhao Qi's handwriting.

Yesterday, I'm afraid I can't help but go to him, and at least I'll send a message asking him what he means.

But last night's real dream, and the extremely terrifying experience in the dream, made me subconsciously give up the impulse.

I turned on the lamp, laid the paper flat on the table, and took out my phone to take two photos before taking a closer look.

"Engine room, fresh water tank, isolation tank, cargo hold, rudder ......"

The more I looked at it, the more I was amazed that this was actually a plan drawing of a ship!

I unconsciously remembered what Lao Baga said before he died-cruise ship......